Sammy, my love, we are growing old. We have now had one birthday each every year, for a mighty lot of years. I’m glad we are still doing them together. Sometimes now you even grunt as you roll off the couch, but you do still get up off the floor without much ritual! Me? I have to move whatever is on my lap, look for something to hang on to with one hand, and something to support the other as I use my arm to raise the rest of my body, all done with age appropriate moans and groans. I say it is because my corner of the couch is too low, has nothing to do with age. Well, the couch is old.

Thanks you, Sammy, for getting up early to pick up branches and weed piles so they could go in the trash today. Thanks for fixing your own breakfast while I spent that extra time with Jadalyn in our morning wake up time. Thanks for buying the groceries. Thanks for taping some news shows while I am here at the library, so we can watch them together when I get home. Thanks for loving us – me and our children, children’s children, and children’s children’s children. Wow!

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Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...

Nothing good about the computer. A friend is trying to get my stuff off it, but says there is no hope for using it anymore. My granddaughter said she has one I can have. Needs a cable. I’ll try for that; she will bring it Sunday. If that doesn’t work, I’ll have to just come here (library) when I can, at least for a while. I got caught in one of those modern day nightmares regarding my finances. Got a lawyer working on it. I recently found out someone filed a lien on my property in 2012, and I knew nothing about it. That’s the reason for the lawyer. The “plaintiffs” do not even claim I was notified or served (except to someone else at a place that is not even my home). It is a mess. But hopefully I will get it resolved and be able to buy a new computer. And get my good name and credit restored. Meanwhile the lawyer has my money, but he is being fair.

Thanks, dear turtle. Just testing my patience. Giving me a chance to achieve some Godly qualities. I hope I don’t blow my opportunity to “clothe myself in some” goodness and mercy and all those other nice things that come with not getting my way! 😀

Hope things return to normal regarding the computer and without too much expense. Ours was ‘down’ for more than a week. Unlike you I could not use the Library to stay connected so had a ‘drop out’ time. Computer back now it was all about a windows update thing that shut the whole system down. Thanks for beautiful blog and reminder of the blessings we have when we can journey with our ‘mates’. Blessing and love.

What a touching tribute to your loving husband. It is indeed a blessing to have a committed spouse, an intact family, a community that can be depended on. I’m sorry beyond words that you’re having to cope with the computer issues and “etc.” — those “et ceteras” of life can be the worst. Here’s to a quick resolution, and a return to life in a peaceable kingdom!

What a beautiful post. My husband and I share our birthdays and anniversary together (3 consecutive days in March) and its’s always special. May you enjoy many more together. So sorry about all the ‘stuff’ going on. Where would we be if it didn’t rain? All tanned but unable to enjoy life to its fullest because we are unable to exiperiwnce the good with the bad. Anyways, I truly pray your sun smiles over soon and your sitting at your semi-new computer on your couch hitting the ‘publish’ key for all to see your amazing blog. Hugs my friend!❤️

What an interesting three-day event! Great planning! Think I have a new computer in the horizon; the other stuff is being worked on. Laura, I always enjoy your posts very much. You are serving Christ in a great way. Hugs back to you.

I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.

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Oneta Hayes

Hello. To various folks I am Neat’ne, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins.